Portraiture course: week 4
Working in oils this week, with a new model.
By the end I looked like Mel Gibson in Braveheart. Note to self: less paint on me, more on the canvas.
Darks and mid-tones coming along. Next week those tricky lights!
Across the tracks
A damp day in Brighton’s North Laine.
Inside and out
Man with an iPad ignores man with a paper.
Snow at last!
Grabbed a few minutes for a quick sketch of the snow this morning. More ‘chiffon scarf’ than a ‘blanket’ covering, but a good try for Brighton. All gone by the end of the day though.
Calm before the storm
Beautiful blue skies in Brighton and Hove this morning. Hoping for snow tonight!
Entitled of Brighton
My day started with commuters at the Flying Coffee Bean, Brighton station.
Followed by a pilgrimage to Waterstones specifically to sniff books, drink coffee and sketch out of that window.
Can you believe someone had already nicked the table. What’s more, he was ‘reading’* of all thing. Outrageous!
*I very much approve of reading, just not in my seat.
All over breakfast
A damp day at the Trading Post Coffee Roasters, Brighton, UK. Damn fine cup of coffee.
Merry Christmas!
So full I could pop! Hope you are having a very merry Christmas.
At rest on Christmas Eve
Sometimes you just need to take time out.
A princely birthday
The urban sketchers are 10 years old this month. Today, in celebration, official groups around the world are sketching their cities, in a 24 hour ‘sketchwalk’.
Sadly there isn’t a group near Brighton, so I had my own, lone unofficial mini-crawl, starting in a damp Prince Albert Street.
I carried on the royal connection at George IV’s chinoiserie palace of debauchery, the Brighton Royal Pavilion.
The ice rink is back for the winter. I’m sure Prinny would have thoroughly approved!
Definitely not a mosque
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